I’ve heard Amaya is in Korea?
Is it true?
it is aired every Thursday at 10pm as written on the poster.
It is also dubbed in Korean.
I am not a Marian and Dingdong fanatic.
But its really cool isn’t it?
Marian kaw na!!^_^

Yes you read it right, I am a tissue paper, I am as soft as a tissue paper, and I cry in a drop of a hat, I even cried in a simple TV advertisement. Tissue paper is soft but it doesn’t easily rip even if you use it from kitchen wares to wet surface and everything in between. It still stays in one piece. Like a tissue paper, even if I have huge problems, obstacles, and challenges in life that keeps pushing me around and worst crashing me down, I stay in one piece. Standing and fighting to achieve my goals.

Like a tissue paper I will be there when someone needs me to cry on. Not just to wipe her tears of sorrow but to absorb her problems and heartaches, giving her comfort just for being there. Listening undivided and soak up her tears of emotion and difficulties in life.

I am also present when a friend cries for joy of triumph, wiping her tears of success that makes me feel so honored to be there to share with. Like a tissue paper I am also there in the dirtiest and even stenches deed in life of a friend. I don’t leave a friend on her times of trouble and dilemma, even if she will just use me to wash away her mess and to take her out on her problem.

Like a tissue paper I can do anything for a friend, I can be a paper rose to make her laugh, I can be a piece of paper to write on, and a piece of hanky to hold on. And like a tissue paper I will not even complain even if you throw me away.

Gone were the days that I hear that line form our local post man. I love snail mails, and I love to write one, but today?

None. Kaput. Zilch. Zero.

I’ve never received a single letter ever since e-mail or electronic mail was invented; (well except bills) I love technology and the comfort and advantage that it gives on our everyday lives. It makes our living easier and more productive in just a span of a second. It makes you close to your loved ones, just an email away, just a second away because of e-mails.

But the feeling of receiving a snail mail was far beyond compare than receiving an e-mail. I can still remember how ecstatic I am every time I hear the voice of our post man. My heart beat fast and my breath was hollow in excitement and for just thinking on whom my letter sender could be. Maybe the letter comes from an old friend from across the country, or a former class mate perhaps, or a relative or most especially from an admirer. A snail mail is like a surprise that you and I didn’t expect to happen in our daily lives.

Swipe here, swipe there. Whatever things you want, flashy car, fabulous jewels, Rolex watch, latest gadgets, from material things to expensive food and everything in between you can have it, if you have this thin little plastic best friend: Credit card.

Almost all middle class and rich people in the whole world have this as there best friend. It is a necessity to them.

If you have one, you almost feel that you are the most powerful person in the whole wide world. Imagine having the things that you only dream of in just a swipe of that card?

But don’t mislead the power of this little best friend of yours, because your once close friend, that helps you get every thing you want, could also be your worst enemy. Because nothing in this world are free, behind those little swipe is a huge bill that’s charge on your name. And before you know it you have a mountain of bills piling up on your door. Towering on you and crashing you down literally, figuratively, and financially that you can’t even sleep at night!

Once in my life , I was so bitter that I wish that this friendly little card were never invented, because it just make a person dependent on it and ruin his life cause of its deceiving buying power.

However I’ve learned that it all depends on the card holder’s attitude.

This was one of my daily habit before I’ve known Bro. Bo Sanchez, a practical preacher, he advised not to read broad sheet or tabloid.

People read it to know the latest news locally and internationally, some are just to know the result of raffle draw of lotto, hoping he won the winning prize, some are just to know the daily horoscope, that she make it her daily guidance, and some are just to know the latest in showbiz who’s with whom, who’s not with whom anymore and who’s pregnant and who’s not.

I don’t read news paper, and I am not kidding because it only gives nothing but bad news. Well maybe there’s one or two good news in it. But will you spend your hard earned money for bad news? Imagine you spend your 10 pesos or maybe 20 pesos just to read the soap operas and dramas of corrupt politicians and their heated bantering on each other? Or to read how many percent of poor Filipino is not eating three meals everyday? Or how many workers were laid off from their job?

You are feeding your mind bad and negative news, and soon you will also think negatively, you will feel bad about this country, bad about your work, bad about everything that you’ll start to think that there is almost no hope for our country. And this will give us no good, life is so beautiful to be sad and feel bad about. Positive things are what we need every day to face the world; problems are already there even before we are born. What we need is a positive outlook in life to overcome and won our everyday challenges and reading newspaper will not help anyone to achieve it.

Why not try to read the daily bread instead of daily news? I am not religious and I am not trying to be one…but I‘ve heard that there are a lot of good news written in there.

Yesterday I've seen a rare movie and oh boy, it was instantly became my favorite, hands down.

The story is set in a mythical 17th century-ish Japan where Asian gods and humans live alongside one another. Gods and humans along side one another? It imply friendliness and a sense of peace, but no, in this film you will see a world where conflict is rife; humans fight gods and demons for lands, humans fight each other for power, gods squabble amongst themselves, and demons manifest to randomly tear shit up.

The film tells the involvement of the outsider Prince Ashitaka in the struggle between the supernatural guardians of a forest and the humans of the Iron Town who consume its resources.It show of how humans, forest animals and nature gods all fight for their share of the new emerging order and fight for their territory.

Characters on this film are:

Kodama - a Japanese friendly spirits,they said that cutting down a tree that houses Kodama will bring bad luck.

Moro – a 500-year-old wolf goddess.

San (Princess Mononoke) and Ashitaka (The last Emishi prince)

After all the battle between Gods and humans love blossom between San and Ashitaka.

Demon Boar - An enormous boar that has been afflicted with a curse

and scenes :

Iron Town

Grove of the Great Forest Spirit

Isn't it so magical?

The Great Forest Spirit

Legend has that the blood of The Great Forest Spirit can heal anything, and that his severed head will grant immortality. At nightfall, the Forest Spirit transforms into the Nightwalker, a giant creature made of some sort of ooze. This ooze kills anything it touches. At sunrise, it changes back into the Forest Spirit.

The Great Forest Spirit that morph into a Night walker

It is not a happy world, but it certainly is a beautiful one. This movie was one of the beautiful animations I've ever seen. Rays of sun reflected light and sparkle in the water like a star dust spread in the lake, huge trees shading the forest and the fresh green grass and the falling leaves …it was all so magical and it feels like you’re in a different world – but no – this is definitely our mother earth and this is how beautiful our world can be.

While watching this movie I felt a dejavu, it's a weird feeling but it seems that I've seen it before…

They were all familiar, those characters, scenes and places.

I've seen it before, or maybe I've dream about those things when I was a kid,(you know how wild our imagination when we were young, lol) or maybe I've seen a similar film.

This is a movie well worth seeing, particularly if you've never seen it before. Watch it, I highly recommend it to anyone. And oh, I became a Hayao Miyazaki fan. I will surely collect all of his works.

Monday, May 28, 2012

I’ve been using BB cream a few months now, after a long search for a perfect cream, I finally found it.

BB stands for “Blemish Balm” and BB cream is suited for all skin types and is targeted to those who have sensitive and acne-prone skin. It has the advantages of both skin care and makeup as it improves the skin’s condition and evens out the skin tone while providing coverage for dark spots and other blemishes.

An expert from Etude advised that it is best if you mixed it with Nymph AURA Volumerand don’t forget the patting technique, that’s definitely the secret!

Song Hye Kyo, the pretty Korean actress is among the first to reveal that she uses the product.

BB cream has moisturizer content but I still use it right after applying moisturizer. My skin was never been so hydrated and soft.Even if this cream is a bit expensive than the ordinary cream, I promise you, it’s really worth it.

Because I woke up one day and realized that my BB cream was missing! Aaah!

It wasn’t on my dresser, none in my kikay kit and in my bag! ! Omo. Omo. Omo. Should I call the police? Should I call 911? No-there’s no 911 in the Philippines!

So I searched everywhere,I opened all my boxes,I looked to every nooks and crannies and I even turned my room upside down but I couldn’t find it!HELP!

Wait. My sister! Yes my sister! I saw her last time using it and she’s been using it for a few days now, maybe it’s in her room?!

Like in an ancient Greece I transform into a warrior princess in a full battle gear and loaded with HP and mana pots. I marched on my sister’s fortress ready for a war to save my poor little BB!

Simply Princess morphing to a warrior

As I barged on her room I unsheathe my sword and attacked my sister, “Where’s my BB cream?!”

“Huh??! Have you forgotten, you want my hands off to your precious BB cream, so you hide it, right?Tsk tsk”.

Well...

Everything turned to normal and my full metal gear returned to shirt and shorts when reality dawned on me. Yes…I remember now, I hide it because I don’t want to share it with my sister, my sweet little sister, who always thought that my dresser was her dresser’s extension.

It’s been a week and I still couldn’t find it. I’ve been counting days as I am counting my pimples now..!Aahh! It’s growing rapidly like bean sprouts on my face. Darn zist…

Did my fairy god mother put a curse on me? And even my pixie dust wasn’t working anymore…

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Yes you read it right, I am a tissue paper, I am as soft as a tissue paper, and I cry in a drop of a hat, I even cried in a simple TV advertisement. Tissue paper is soft but it doesn’t easily rip even if you use it from kitchen wares to wet surface and everything in between. It still stays in one piece. Like a tissue paper, even if I have huge problems, obstacles, and challenges in life that keeps pushing me around and worst crashing me down, I stay in one piece. Standing and fighting to achieve my goals.

Like a tissue paper I will be there when someone needs me to cry on. Not just to wipe her tears of sorrow but to absorb her problems and heartaches, giving her comfort just for being there. Listening undivided and soak up her tears of emotion and difficulties in life.

I am also present when a friend cries for joy of triumph, wiping her tears of success that makes me feel so honored to be there to share with. Like a tissue paper I am also there in the dirtiest and even stenches deed in life of a friend. I don’t leave a friend on her times of trouble and dilemma, even if she will just use me to wash away her mess and to take her out on her problem.

Like a tissue paper I can do anything for a friend, I can be a paper rose to make her laugh, I can be a piece of paper to write on, and a piece of hanky to hold on. And like a tissue paper I will not even complain even if you throw me away.

Royal Welcome ~

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Simply Princess is ..

...a blogger who loves Japan beyond anime and Korea beyond KPOP. She is passionate in different cultures and races but she believe that Japan is her first love and Korea is her soul mate . She works as a Sr. Software Quality Assurance Engineer and when not geeking out over work she's geeking out over film, vegan food, technology, people and culture of Japan and Korea, she has an unhealthy addiction to anime, manga and K-drama.